|feeling the pink|
November 23, 2009
She rose from the azure depths. The beams of the sunlight glittered off the gems of rainbows, dripping from her golden skin. The pink bikini clung to her curvaceous body, conflicting delicately with its background yet emphasizing the curves it closely veiled. He trembled at the vision of the radiant beauty before him. Each small twist or move provoked in him, euphoric emotions of decadent desire.
She detected him gazing, and returned his stare, with eyes burning straight into his heart. Turning to him, their eyes connected, delighting in their euphoric secret. She motioned for him to come over, he bowed to her appeal. He felt he would peak the moment she touched him. At no time in his existence had he felt such a desire for the touch of a woman. She was ambrosia for his soul.